"No! No! No!"

For once it wasn't me that was the focus of all the fuss. Now it was Alice. She was moaning in frustration, small yelps of noise occasionally. I was worried, sneaking into her room where Jasper was keeping her comfort, rubbing her back and such. Mom had forbid me to disturb her and sent me off to bed. I tried to argue that it was my fault in the first place.

"No it isn't," My mom snapped. I took a step back, surprised, she never been this cranky before, and it must have shown on my face since her face fell. She looked at me in apology and I knew she would start her famous endless rant. "I'm sorry, Alice is in pain, and I just don't know what to do. I'm sorry, why don't you go to bed, okay? We can- "

"Mom," I said to shut her up. "I get it. I'll go to bed; you don't have to apologize a thousand times."

She looked like she would've blushed, if she weren't a vampire, cold, hard, and white.

"Do you want me to sleep with you?" Jacob asked me quickly without thinking. He looked like he was going to follow me. He was sitting next to Alice to help, and when he stood, he shook the bed because he hit it with his knees. Realizing what he just said, he said quickly to my dad, "I mean, not really, just sleep by her, in bed, not anything really –"

"I know," My dad said dryly. "But it's not like you don't dream of it."

Jacob blushed furiously and I giggled. He managed to keep his pride and strolled out of the room at an even pace with his back straight.

"Your dad is annoying with his mind reading thing," Jacob mumbled.

I waggled my eyebrows, "You mean you really do?"

Jacob sighed, and my heart leaped. I wanted to swoon at him, "Of course."

"Wait!" Alice cried from inside her room.

I rushed back to the room, towing Jacob with me in one hand. Alice was sitting up in bed, looking like she was back in 'our time' after trying to (again) search for any visions. Any time before now she hadn't been able to, all her visions even the ones not including me, had been cut off.

"Did you get a vision?" I said.

"No!" Her bell voice mirrored her hysterical mood. "Jacob needs to stay, because of my headache!"

Jacob gave me a look that clearly asked why we had moved way up to Alaska. "Alice, can't you stand it for a few minutes?"

Alice eyes focused and unfocused, but they never moved from the empty space of wall she was staring at. She shook her head. "It hurts…" She relaxed back on the bed. "Jasper, do something."

I peeked at Jasper beside her. I wondered why he wasn't taking care of her hysteria himself. His face looked of total angst.

He caught our peeking glances; "I'm trying. It's hard, with everyone so panicked, and then her hysteria nearly throws me into that emotion as well." He put on a masked face, "Give me a few moments."

Like he said, it only took a few moments until I felt the calm relief that I couldn't fight.

"I hate that," Jacob spat.

I ignore Jacob's rudeness, "Thanks Jasper."

I pulled at Jacob's arm, but he wouldn't budge. My chocolate eyes started at Jacob's.

"What?" Jacob asked me. "Oh. Nessie, you heard Alice, I really want to, but I can't. Her headache." I must've looked disappointed, because he leaned over and gave me a kiss on my forehead. "Tomorrow, I promise."

I nodded and headed back to my room.

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When I heard the full blown scream hours later, I rushed out of bed, slipped my slippers on, and ran out the door. I can assure you as not being a morning person, I would not do this any other day. But then, it was not often a scream rings through your ears so loudly it sounds like someone was getting murdered. I guess it was lucky we didn't have neighbors.

Anyway, there were four reasons I ran to Alice's room without falling back asleep, a single groan, or asking the guy in charge; 'why me?' at 3'o clock in the morning. One was because I hadn't gone to sleep in the first place. The moans coming from Alice were loud, and the emotions of mine Jasper twisted didn't last for long, so I was worrying the whole time. Two was because loud noises aren't common in our household, and when you hear one like that, it makes you jump out of bed and toward the sound without a thought. Third, was because the house was freezing, and I was shivering in my bed. I was dying for a small workout to get my blood pumping.

When I reached the room, fully dressed in PJs I might add, Alice was sitting up and Jasper was obviously trying to calm her down.

"No, no, no Jasper," She groaned. "Don't do that."

"I need to make you calm Alice," Jasper said worriedly.

Everyone else was at the foot of her bed, panicking with Jasper.

"What in God's name happened?" I cried.

Nearly everyone snapped their heads toward me. Alice was still staring at nothing. I tore my gaze from her, her stance scared me. Alice didn't even seemed there, like she was a puppet getting tortured, and she wasn't in control.

"Don't curse," My dad scowled. "Alice had a vision."

My shoulders relaxed, "Oh good. What did she see?"

Alice's whole body shook and she curled into Jasper. My gaze looked into her eyes, which I expected to be empty and black, but were golden, full, and dancing around boisterously. She gave a hiss.

"She saw the paper Jane grabbed from Alex after he was dead. She saw Jane do something with it…" My dad gave a pause, and then sighed. "Alice, you have to let me read your thoughts." There was another pause that filled the room until my dad's lips parted again, "She saw Jane give the paper to Aro. In the vision, he just nodded in response."

I looked at Alice and winced at her wrenched state. I saw her give a tiny nod to my dad.

"There was a second vision too," My dad continued. "The other one was of Jane killing two girls. Both from your old school, I think the names were Kate and Erin?"

I gasped. The Volturi usually wasn't a hetman survive, I mean, yes they did kill people, but only for a good reason. Now, Alex, I could see them killing if they found out he knew, but Kate and Erin? They were clueless. Why would the Volturi kill my old boyfriend and old friends?

"Did she know what's on that paper?" Aunt Rose asked, "I'm guessing if we find out what's on that paper, get the paper before the Volturi do, then the human girls won't die because it seems to me that that paper is their proof."

"Proof for what?"

"Proof for coming for us, proof for why they would target those girls, etc." Aunt Rose answered acidly.

"So, what do we do then?" Uncle Jasper asked.

Everyone looked at Alice, who was completely out there. She wasn't coming back anytime soon. I played with my hands for a second, because I was scared. I was scared that the Volturi were killing Alex, us, Kate, Erin, etc. I was scared that they were messing up Alice's visions, and therefore, messing up Alice.

"I could tell my pack and Sam's pack. We could get some backup," Jacob suggested. "The werewolves wouldn't mind, they've been pretty bored down in La Push lately."

"Oh yeah, they wouldn't mind getting sent an invite for their death sentence," My mom said sarcastically.

"It's worth a shot," Jacob shrugged, "next thing you know, Alice could see them dying too."

"Ugh," Alice moaned in response.

I had an idea, and my gut told me to hold back. Hadn't I caused enough damage? Yes I had, but my idea spate out anyway, "Why don't we move back to our old house and keep a watch on the three? Try to find that paper?"

So that was how we ended up moving from Alaska to back 'home'.

"I like Alaska," Was Aunt Rose's only complaint.

A/N: I just couldn't leave Kate, Erin, and Hill Tops High alone, could I? Hopefully the story will finally move forward because in the other chapters (including this one) I kept going back to concepts readers found out in chapter two and setting them in stone. I know the story will be more interesting. Anyway, please R&R!